Sunday, May 18, 2008

miss jackson if you're

(Girl on tummy in bath, doing complicated maneuver where she brings her legs up under herself, then jumps and does a frog kick back while dropping her face into the bubbles. Legs piston. Jump. Frog kick. Piston. Kick. Giggle.)

Mom: Whoa there, jumping bean. Are you an acrobat?

Rosey (grinning) No, Mama, I'm NASTY!

Mom: (the eighties song beginning to beat in her head) Really?

Rosey: Yup! I'm a Nastiest!

Mom: (opens and shuts mouth a few times as visions of far-off proms spent in jail cells run through her head)

about me

Big city smartass girl marries small town earnest boy, moves to new country, has a dog, two children and three thick-furred cats. The kids yell, the dog barks, and the cats shed. (sigh) Someone hand me more coffee.